"I give up, I give up! Ouch, Squad Leader, I give up!"
Feeling the soreness in his limbs, Wang Long finally unwillingly conceded defeat.
Ge Zhengxiang grinned, showing his teeth, and directly pulled him up.
"Train a bit more and maybe next time you'll beat me," Ge Zhengxiang patted Wang Long's pectorals and then flipped off the ring.
The surrounding crowd began to clap, "Squad Leader Ge is still amazing!"
"That shoulder throw just now was so cool! Could you teach me that?"
"What are you thinking? That's Squad Leader Ge's secret move, you think he'd just teach you that easily?"
"..."
Amid the compliments, Ge Zhengxiang walked over to the side rack to grab his water bottle, "Too kind, too kind, everyone is too kind."
Just as he was about to drink, he caught a glimpse of Gu Yu from the corner of his eye.
His drinking halted, and he turned, a look of surprise appearing in his eyes, "Eh! Gu Yu! What brings you here?"
